"We went out this morning...
wandered through life, watching summer unwrap bodies...
lingering, scavenging the leftovers of our night...
behind sunglasses we hide the short night we had...
and forget the stare of the crowd...
laugh loudly while reading the newspaper and yesterday's horoscope...
if we had to do it again...
we simply wouldn't have slept at all..."
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